Un Epilogue.(Translation) . Poem by Michael Walker

Un Epilogue.(Translation) .

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J'avais vu des fleurs croitre en des lieux pierreux
Et des actions de bonte faites par des hommes aux visages laids,
Et la coupe d'or gagnee par le pire cheval au champ de courses,
Quelquechose d'autre je m'en fie, aussi.

-' An Epilogue'.John Masefield (1878-1967) .

Saturday, May 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
He had seen flowers grow in stony places, acts of kindness by ugly men, and the worst horse win the cup; and he trusts even so.
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